Eight and I signed our marriage documents a year and a half ago. That year and a half has flown by, and I can’t believe how far we have come in that time. We still laugh together about the day we signed our marriage certificate. You would hope that the day you marry the love of your life, that your day would be romantic and happy. Yes, it was a happy day.. but romantic, no, it definitely wasn’t romantic.
At least we can laugh about it.
Before we could sign the marriage papers we had to get so many different papers and documents translated into Thai, and then certified as being a true translation. This meant days of running around all over Bangkok, paying all sorts of fees, just to prove that I was free to marry.
We woke up early in the morning, and checked that we had all the documents that we needed, and left, excited for our new married life to begin. We arrived at the Amphur office (similar to a town hall, but really nothing special, more like a Government office). We waited in line, behind five or so couples waiting to get their number.
Eight and I have been married over a year now, but we haven’t had a ceremony yet. We never really wanted to have a ceremony. I’d never daydreamed of a white wedding as a kid, and, well, Eight just always assumed he would have a traditional Thai wedding. We happily signed the marriage documents and are registered as married. That was enough for us, but Eight’s family really need the wedding to truly grasp that we are married.
So, we are now planning our wedding, a year and a half after signing the papers.
I always knew weddings would be stressful to plan, but throwing in a language barrier, a different culture and 250 guests you don’t know.. it gets interesting! Very interesting.
We will have our wedding in Eight’s home town, which is a very small village, where they rarely (if ever) see a foreigner. The wedding will be very traditional, and the whole village has been invited.
I’ll keep you posted as we continue planning (don’t worry, it won’t turn into a wedding blog)!!